Under the moonlight, before the flames, the old man sat alone.
He looked desolate and sad, like someone abandoned by the world. Although he was full of mystery, he gave off a sense of loneliness at this moment.
Countless jade slips and books turned into light points in the old man's hands and dissipated into the void.
Looking at this scene.
Behind the old man, a shadowy figure suddenly emerged.
They were powerful beings, wearing wide robes with big sleeves, and each of them had a terrifying aura.
There was the three-eyed general, wearing golden armor and holding a three-pointed, double-edged sword, looking very powerful.
There is a beautiful figure with a human head and a snake body, standing on the long river of time. Her figure is extremely majestic. Under the auspicious clouds, countless creatures are worshiping and praying to her, and the sound of chanting and prayers is endless.
There was also a middle-aged scholar with an elegant demeanor, as if he was carrying the sky on his back, holding a scroll of scriptures and standing with his hands behind his back.
And there was the young Taoist priest, carrying an ancient immortal sword on his back, emitting an extremely blazing sword light, cutting through the long river of time and shattering the eternal space and time.
There was also the old man with white hair and beard, riding a green ox upside down, with a kind face, shaking his head and saying nothing.
There is also an old monk sitting cross-legged, with a lotus blooming beneath his body, a kind face, and a prayer flag fluttering behind him, carrying endless compassion.
…
Countless figures appeared.
They seemed to be talking about something, and faint voices could be heard.
"This world has come to an end, and we will start a new path!"
"Even if I have to give up everything for this, I will do it!"
"The myth may come to an end, but it will never end... The Immortals will return again!"
The voice was vague and sometimes even difficult to hear clearly, but in Chu Mo's perception, the words contained an extremely firm will, as if even all the water in the underworld could not wash it away.
Hearing this voice, Chu Mo couldn't help but stand there in a daze.
When Chu Mo looked back to the past through the stone tablet, he also heard the old man say these words.
And now.
He heard it again in the time reversal of this Taihuang scroll.
This made Chu Mo feel that these words might contain some important information.
"What we know now is that the ancient gods were forced to leave because they could no longer survive in their ancestral land."
"They traveled to distant lands, searching for a place to rebuild the heavens."
"This can be verified through these words, the first picture seen in the Taihuang scroll, and the Tianmen ruins in the Qingxuan Secret Realm."
"And the catastrophe that forced them to leave might have been the red light they saw all over the sky!"
Chu Mo thought secretly.
At this point, he felt that he seemed to have vaguely touched upon some key point.
The moment when the original secret is truly revealed is not far away!
Now, there are only three most critical questions left before Chu Mo -
Why did the red light that filled the sky and caused the great catastrophe between heaven and earth appear?
And where did the immortals go?
Do they still exist now?
Thinking so.
The scene before my eyes gradually dimmed, and it was obvious that the time travel had come to an end.
Just when Chu Mo thought it was over.
Suddenly.
The old man sitting in front of the fire suddenly looked up and glanced towards Chu Mo.
What kind of eyes are those?
Calm and indifferent.
It was as if it had gone through countless eras, as if it had traveled through billions of time and space, and finally fell on Chu Mo.
At this moment, Chu Mo felt as if he was being stared at by some unpredictable existence, and his hair stood on end deep in his heart.
"You're here again..."
The old man spoke, his voice spanning eternity of time and space, from the endless past, reaching the present world, and falling into Chu Mo's ears.
Just this one sentence immediately made Chu Mo feel shocked, confused, and unbelievable.
He stood there in a daze, his heart filled with turmoil. After a long moment, he finally came to his senses and couldn't help but tentatively reply, "Senior... can you see me?"
"nature."
The old man nodded slightly, with an unspoken meaning in his eyes.
After getting the definite answer, even Chu Mo couldn't help but take a breath subconsciously.
How horrifying is this scene before my eyes?
An ancient man who lived for who knows how many years and was even a mythical being, was able to transcend time and space, see through billions of years, look directly at him, and even speak to him. What kind of power was this?
Even if Chu Mo racked his brains, he couldn't imagine it.
The shock in Chu Mo's heart was almost indescribable.
He only felt that at this moment, his brain seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, his whole body was blank, and he lost all ability to think.
"Your current environment is separated from mine by countless time and space... Judging from your current cultivation, I think you are continuing the ancient methods, but unfortunately, all of this is just the wrong path."
The old man spoke calmly, as if nothing could cause any ripples in his heart.
but……
When he finished speaking, there was still a subtle expression in his eyes.
That is...
mercy!
It was as if I had witnessed the most tragic thing in the world, and I couldn't help but feel pity.
But Chu Mo, after hearing what the old man said, felt his hair stand on end.
Wrong path?
What this senior meant was that the method I was practicing was wrong?
"senior……"
Thinking of this, Chu Mo prepared to ask.
But he had barely opened his mouth to speak, and before he could finish, he heard the old man continue, "Now that the Immortal Court has been destroyed, what good is it even if you practice the Golden Palace Divine Chapter? Those magical skills will also become obsolete... Your future is cut off. The further you go, the more mistakes you will make."
"The myth has ended. The immortals can never return. We are just the last ones left alive. We will eventually turn into dust in the torrent of history..."
Finished.
He lowered his head again and ignored Chu Mo.
Instead, he concentrated on tearing the jade slips and books in his hands, and watched calmly as everything turned into points of light and dissipated into the void.
As the flames devoured the jade slips and books, the burning became more and more vigorous.
Behind the old man, in that place of endless time and space, there are mythical beings, each exuding a terrifying aura.
They seemed to have encountered some powerful opponent. Countless strong men fought, but all ended in bloodshed.
There was the three-eyed general, whose third eye between his eyebrows burst into chaotic light, and brilliant golden light shot out. His divine power was enough to tear apart the eternal time and space, and penetrate the endless heavens. But in just a moment, blood flowed from his brow, and his whole body was as if hit hard. His body trembled violently and turned into a point of light and exploded.
With the fall of this immortal god.
Chu Mo clearly saw that in the fire, a scroll was completely burned to its source.
Only a vague mark was left before it was engulfed by the flames.
Chu Mo looked over and could vaguely see several words on it that were about to disappear -
Nine Revolutions Yuan Gong!
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